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- Alexipharmic - Who is Alexipharmic? Lyrics
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- I'm a Goodwill wearing, heir-apparent to the 9 to 5
- Compromise for no one's lies and wear no disguise
- So what you see is what you get and that's five-foot eleven
- 150 pounds of unadulterated heaven
- I sleep ass-naked, no boxers, no briefs
- It's been damn near a decade since I last wet the sheets
- At night I can't sleep, up every hour on the hour
- Wake with 7 inch wood I chop down in the shower
- Power breakfasts are my friend, out and on with the day
- Cease the moment while it's golden before it fades away
- Bask in the sun rays, meditating near a Boddhi tree
- Soak in my synapses - letting images wash over me
- I don't fear death, I laugh at the grim reaper
- Only fear not living - Hell on Earth looks bleaker
- Give myself for humanity, that's my sacrifice
- I've got more passion for life than Mel Gibson's got for Christ
- Chorus: (2x)
- Alexipharmic's an enigma in an envelope and riddle
- His rugged outer's countered by the soul of gold in the middle
- In his own life's music - left to play second fiddle
- And it's stayed that way, ever since he was little
- I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't puff-pass and toke
- I don't write "rhymes" to soothe, I scribe novels to provoke
- My fellow people into action (don't sit, MOVE)
- Yes passive listener, (that includes YOU)
- I don't hold up the world, Atlas supports this boulder
- I'm the foundation below, he's standing on my shoulders
- I'm a health freak, so when shove comes to push
- I've got more fruits and nuts in my cabinet than George Bush
- I've got my cable disconnected, minus Family Guy and Scrubs
- And til breasts are reality, and TV's fake, there's no love
- Lost or found between myself and the media
- It's the propagandist steps made by the people deceivin ya
- That make me hate humanity, but love individuals
- Society scarin the Hell into me like in Satanic rituals
- And ever since I missed my demeanor
- Miss Management's been by my side holding my hand in an empty theater
- Chorus: (2x)
- Alexipharmic's an enigma in an envelope and riddle
- His rugged outer's countered by the soul of gold in the middle
- In his own life's music - left to play second fiddle
- And it's stayed that way, ever since he was little
- It seems along the course I've done up, gone, and lost it
- So fuck a few skeletons, I've got a graveyard in my closet
- Watch it – I'm a mindless drone looking for a payphone
- Pushing random numbers, never anyone home
- So alone I tread, weary, with my head in the clouds
- Nine stories – at the top – fulfilling dreams of rocking crowds
- A smile etched on my face, cause maybe, just maybe
- To be sane in an insane world you've got to be crazy
- And if that's the case, call me "John" cause I'm off my "Rocker"
- I medicate through my pen, there'll be no need to page the doctor
- In every honest bit of truth, trying hard to show proof
- Life can be as beautiful as you imagined in your youth
- Along the voyage, severed connections often shift the directions
- While intersections and deceptions often alter corrections
- I threw the map to the wind – I'll find my own destination
- Call me Mr. Lauryn Hill – I missed my education
- Chorus: (2x)
- Alexipharmic's an enigma in an envelope and riddle
- His rugged outer's countered by the soul of gold in the middle
- In his own life's music - left to play second fiddle
- And it's stayed that way, ever since he was little
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